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I recall a season when I had a lot of time to get posts written. I was tired and nearly delirious from lack of sleep at night, but man did that baby sleep a lot during the day! This meant if I wasn’t also napping I had more free time to write. I don’t have that free time anymore! He does nap once a day for 2 hours at least. But that first hour I use for my workout and the 2nd is assorted other things.

I have begun a number of posts earlier in the morning without finishing because Jack wakes up before I am done. I have saved them all, perhaps one day I will finish those and post them! (That is funny!)

Jack is 1. Well heading into 13 months at this rate. In less than 2 weeks he will be 13 months! He is amazing and wonderful. He has me in awe daily. He has started to show his stubborn personality as well. I don’t think either of us is surprised or confused about that. If you know my husband and myself you know we are two of the most stubborn people around. We are very like minded though, which is why it works for us. Sometimes I have to laugh at Jack’s temper because I see myself. I try to not laugh too much, as I don’t want to totally encourage it. But sometimes it is just too funny. He is a mini me! MINI ME!

Jack's "mommy face" as my hubby calls it

Mini Me and well me!

We are all done nursing. For over a week now we have been completely done. Let me tell you, I have been enjoying wine and other assorted beverages. Naturally when there is someone else or other people around. No getting hammered during the day by myself! Ha! It sure is nice to be able to share a bottle of wine with my hubby. I know some say drinking while nursing is ok and safe but I was never really comfortable enough with the idea to have more than a few sips once or twice.We all make our parenting choices and that was mine. Not saying it is the only way to operate or knocking anyone who sees it differently. I sure drank a great deal of coffee while nursing. I am addicted to it 🙂 We are all different!

It went surprisingly well, weaning. I did it over one week. That wasn’t too bad because we had essentially been down to 3 nursing sessions a day. I had one bad attitude day from him. The 2nd day. But he got over it and it went unnoticed on his part for the rest of the week and stopping the rest of the nursings! I was a little sad he didn’t notice. I was sad that it was over. But at the same time I am enjoying not feeling worried if I go to the store or a bridal shower without him. I can! My hubby is completely capable of keeping him fed, watered, and alive.

My home gym keeps coming along. I added a step for more aerobic dvd’s. I love it. I went running twice this weekend. February has been incredibly mild in Chicago. Excellent running weather. I decided since I didn’t have to wait around for Jack to get up before I do things so I can nurse him, I went running both days. Jason home with him. It felt amazing.

This week I am working on a Skinny Ms. Challenge. Not a month long one. Maybe soon I will work up to that. Just a 7 day Abs Challenge I started yesterday. I found it to be rather easy. A little tough at the end because I was tired. I had just run 3.2 miles before I started my ab work. The reverse crunches, all 50, were a little hard too. Over all not too bad though. Today I will do Monday’s, obviously. I will write (I hope…) about this all once I am done. My guess is my abs feel kind of fried next Saturday!

That is a brief update. I have a million other things going on, but I should tend to them now.

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I think I need to be talked off the ledge. The quitting breastfeeding ledge. I am fairly certain I either have about 4 or 5 clogged ducts or I am developing mastitis again. This time on the left side. I am in excruciating pain. At times the entire left side of my upper body hurts. I don’t have any flu symptoms this time though. There may be a red splotch but I also just tried pumping (rather unsuccessfully) and I have been massaging it.

Jack is 9 months old. I have never given him any formula. He has been strictly breastfed and now his solids. But he is always a fan of nursing and getting his milk. I want to go until a year but I am just tired and feeling particularly stressed about dealing with this now. Our household was sick for nearly a month. We all had various viruses. We are finally feeling better and getting back into our routine and now THIS? What? Why can’t I just have a few weeks of not feeling like crap? I know there are worse things in the world but I am having a why me moment! I am and I admit it. I just don’t feel like dealing with it. Is that selfish? Sure. But it really hurts. My boob is even shaped differently than normal. It feels as if there is a solid cylinder in there. Too much info? Perhaps, but if you have never had mastitis or clogged ducts you have no idea how it feels.

I have let Jack nurse the last two nursings on the left side. Before bed and then to try to settle him around 11pm when he woke up screaming. Turns out he had some gas. No help, no relief.

I just tried pumping. First thing in the morning. He is still asleep. I didn’t even manage to get an ounce out. I wasn’t striving to get a full bag of milk. I had no expectation of that. I just wanted to help get something out to relieve this pain. That did not happen.

So I think I need to be talked of the ledge. Because as of this moment I want to throw in the towel. I know that I will be angry at myself later if I give up now, but it is hard to see past the stabbing feeling I am experiencing as I just sit here upright, typing.

Jackson has his 9-month well visit today. We are seeing the nurse practitioner, whom I love! I think I am going to talk with her about this. I have a feeling she will talk me down. She has a way of just explaining things so well. She always makes me feel awesome when I leave there. Even if I am having a good day already. She is so encouraging.

But extra support from stepping back off the ledge is always helpful. Jason says if I do decide to give up now we will get through it as a family. That I have done an amazing job already. I am trying to tell myself that. But a little thing about me, I have incredible mom guilt. I always want to make sure I am doing my best for Jackson. I am a bit of a perfectionist with most aspects of my life. I have always been hard on myself and the mothering department is no exception.

For example, lately I have been giving Jack instant oatmeal. Plain instant oats, instead of old fashioned ones, cooking that, then putting it in trays, freezing it, then defrosting it each morning. Instant oats are the same just less work when I have a 9 month old demanding his cereal. I feel SO guilty that I am taking the easy way out. I still make all of his food. Last night I prepared fresh for him this zucchini, yellow squash, and tomato puree. I served it over turkey with some cheddar/jack cheese. Along with whole grain all natural Italian bread. On the menu to make today, homemade whole grain banana bread, probably some broccoli, sweet potato fries, and maybe these broccoli cheddar baked fries…from scratch. But I still feel guilty that each morning I microwave his oatmeal and then mix it with homemade apple sauce or pears or plums etc. Which I am aware is ridiculous of me. The kid eats like a king constantly. I work very hard to keep track of and prepare all of this food for him.  I am just kind of hard on myself with the mom guilt. My mom told me to not feel guilty about the oatmeal, that I do so well with his food. But this morning when I am getting his food ready I will feel just a tinge of guilt. I know it!

I know down the road I will be mad at myself. Oh, so that should make the decision easy, right? Don’t quit then! No, because as I sit here, even after taking advil, it feels like the pain is getting worse. My energy to deal with it is non-existent.

So here is my ledge rant. I want to  be done and just not deal with this right this second. I want to feel good for a while before dealing with the next crappy feeling moment. I don’t think that is too much to ask, but perhaps I am wrong.

 

The past couple of runs have been a bit rough. My allergies tend to be bad in the fall. I believe it is the ragweed. The last 3 runs have been bad. Between my allergies and pushing the stroller and baby, I get winded quickly. I am limited on what allergy meds I can take because of nursing. I was telling my hubby on our Saturday run/walk that I am looking forward to next fall when I can take my good meds and breathe easy. Sometimes I feel like I am a football player with having to push about 45lbs while running. I even repeat to myself “dig dig dig” when we are heading up a hill. How lame! HA! It is certainly not easy to jog with your baby. It is fun and incredibly rewarding. However, it is tough, hard work, and can leave you exhausted and sore. It is kind of like mommahood in general!

I have come to a final decision regarding nursing. I am feeling good about it. I am going to nurse him until he is a year. Then I will stop. I am not sure how I will go about weaning. I do not want to ever give him formula. That is my goal. He tends to be rather flexible with eating. He enjoys eating. We feel that he won’t reject regular milk when we begin giving it to him after a year. I may stop cold turkey and try the cabbage in the bra trick. I had considered nursing longer than a year. I was recently thinking that overall I will be ready. A year is phenomenal! 6 months is phenomenal! I am nearly at 8 months and I fully believe I will make it to a year. I think my milk supply was dropping a bit but I have been taking some Fenugreek, and it has been helping. So with dedication I think I will make it to a year.

It was a hard decision to come by. I know I have time. With the holidays though things will fly. He will be a year on February 4th. Halloween is around the corner, then Thanksgiving hits you, and after Thanksgiving you blink and Christmas is here! My hubby’s birthday is in the beginning of January and I will be planning Jacks first birthday extravaganza (I am serious about that, I have already begun planning it. I think I am more obsessed with this than our wedding) So I came to the decision now. I will be ready for us as a family to move on. My husband and I need to spend some more time together. Since Jack has been born we have gone on 4 dates alone. Two being this week. I love doing things as a family. LOVE IT. If push comes to shove I prefer us all going out and doing things together. But sometimes it is nice for us to get out just the two of us. Not often and not for anything crazy, but for example we went to eat and bowling. Last night we went to a real sit down restaurant. Which we have not done since he was about two or three months old.

I am not saying I want to get away from him. I had a miserable time for the first part of our date because Jackson had a fit when I was leaving. My dad finally said, “Go, you coming back in here over and over is making it worse. He will be fine, just go!” I obliged, heavyhearted, and we headed to the bowling alley.  My mom finally texted me and said he was happy and even sent me a smiling photo of him. Separation anxiety is hard on me too! I felt awful for leaving him so upset. I did say good bye, I didn’t sneak off, which was hard, but I did it.We are rarely apart, once in a while, I am told, it is good for both of us! HA! So at a year I will be ready as I can be for us as a family to move on to the next step. I will still be emotional about it all. Between nursing ending and him turning a year, I will be a wreck. I started crying yesterday talking about it! I asked my hubby to be patient and understanding in February. It will be a bittersweet month. I love that child more than I can even express. My whole world revolves around him. Every move I make depends on his needs.

I talked about this all with Jason and my parents yesterday. They all agreed that it is ok for me to be ready to move on when he is a year. That it is good for me to have more flexibility. That someone can watch him overnight without us worrying about his feeding schedule. He has never spent the night anywhere but with me and Jason. As a collective family we feel confident that this is the best decision for us.It was nice to have their unconditional support.

I am not sure if some people would consider this decision selfish. Those I know do not. I am sure there are some die hard BF advocates that may. But I try to not judge the decisions other moms make, unless they are downright abusive, so I hope I receive the same respect. It was a tough decision to come to. I have been thinking about this for a few months. I feel I will be ready to move on then. I am feeling good about it. I stared out on this journey just wanting to give it a shot. Then I wanted to go at least 3 months, then I wanted to go at least 6 months. Then once I got close to 6 months I thought I can do this for a year!

It feels good to have finally reached a final goal and decision. I was on the fence for a while but something in my heart this week just told me that this is the best choice for us all. That I will be ready to go on to the next adventure in our lives together. I am feeling good about this all!

How can you tell if your milk supply is low? For the past 3 nights Jack has been waking up. Two of those nights he has been inconsolable. I feed him and he is up again in two or less hours, hysterical. Only one night did he eat and go back to sleep until morning. I am not sure what is wrong exactly. Last night tylenol did not work for him. I did nurse him around 1am and he is still sleeping. That nursing session I actually felt a bit of let down. So I KNOW he got some milk, and since he is obviously still asleep, he was satisfied. But the other times? I am not so sure.I used to get that feeling of let down a lot in the beginning. Every time I nursed or leaked. But after a couple months of my body adjusting, that feeling and the leaking began to subside. We got into a groove I suppose. I never leak now and once in a while I get that let down tingle.

Is it a low milk supply? Is it his teeth? Did he have some gas, because he had some earlier in the day. I just wish I could tell what was wrong with him right away so I could fix it to my best ability. I tried fixing all three of those issues. I hate seeing him upset. It is not the lack of sleep I have been getting that makes me want to solve this, it is his little upset face. It breaks my heart.

I had wanted to go see the lactation consultant last Monday, but I was sick. This does not happen during the day. He is happy during the day after nursing. My plan is to go this Monday, in two days. Yesterday I went running for the first time in about a week. I believe it was also the first time I had worked out at all in a week. Then we walked to the park. After his nap after the park we went to Kohl’s and I wore him as usual. This brings me back to the low supply. Maybe all the physical activity reduced it? Am I just bananas here and reading into things more than I should?

Maybe it is just a phase? Separation anxiety? He hates being away from me most of the time. You know that song “There Ain’t No Sunshine”? It comes on my Pandora mix often and I always say this is how Jackson feels when I even go into the other room! He loves to be around me! I do relish in that, I am not going to lie. We are rarely apart. I stay home with him and pretty much bring him everywhere I go. So maybe that could be a part of it?

I just don’t know. But I want to fix it. Not because of my own needs but because I really don’t like seeing him so upset. He is my world and I like when my world is laughing hysterically, not crying hysterically! I am determined to nurse him until he is a year. I would like to go past a year if it is possible. So this is very important to me. I do not want to have to supplement. I just don’t! I set myself a goal to try it, then to get to 6 months, and now I want it to be past a year. Because of this goal, I wonder am I stressing over something that isn’t even wrong? Because I am so concerned with reaching my goal, am I just blinded by unnecessary worry?

I feel like I have a lot of questions without a lot of answers. I guess that is parenting though!

If you have any ideas what this could be, let me know. Or did you go through something like this with your little one? Like I said I don’t mind having to get up with him. I am not bothered by it, I just want to comfort him and fix it for him so that he gets the good rest his little precious body needs!

Ha! Excuse my humor. I just thought this title was too funny. That is what my baby is, a silly little weaner hahaha. Ok…on to my post….

I went to the Baby Bistro Ice Cream Social yesterday at my hospital. Jack had been doing really well with nursing so I just briefly mentioned my issue. It was packed there too. The LC thought it could  have been that I was very sweaty the one day of the “incident.” That he may have not liked the taste because sweat tastes salty. I felt that it was so busy that I didn’t want to try to explain it all. Then last night he had a bad feed, very fussy. He tried eating for about 20 minutes, which is odd for him these days. Unless it is bedtime. Then he sometimes luxuriously nurses. He was still grumpy after. He had a hard time staying latched. Very distracted. I had just made him some apples so I fed a bit to him and he was happy. Sigh….just when I thought things were going better and that I had made a big deal over a small bump in the road. THEN last night before bed, an hour and half or so after that fussy feed and the apples it was bedtime.

He did not have to nurse to fall asleep! WHAT?!?!? I was in shock. I tried to nurse him but I think he wasn’t hungry after his apples. He snacked for a few minutes then pulled off and wanted to try to look around his dark room. So I gave him binky and put him in the crib and he put himself to sleep. He did not wake up at all last night and as a matter of fact he is still asleep.

So he is doing his own things these days and I feel like I am running behind him saying, “wait, slow down, you’re still a baby. Right??? You are still a baby?” I am going to regular Baby Bistro on Monday again to talk with her. I don’t think it will be quite the celebration it was yesterday at a normal meeting.I just want to some tips on how to deal with self-weaning. I want to go 6 more months!

Anyway on to a way more awesome note. I had not been to Bistro since Jackson was over 2 months old. I had a pumping question so I went. I really have not had a hard time with breastfeeding compared to most women. Other than now, that it seems my little man likes my cooking for him as much as his milky. Which it isn’t a constant feeding issue yet either. It is less than once a day that he has a fit about this. So I can breathe a bit easier. He isn’t on a full blown nursing strike! He is just growing up and is becoming more interested in solids sometimes. He does generally still nurse about every two hours during the day. Sometimes it is clearly just a snack, he will nurse for 4 minutes and then be done. I have decided I will be here on demand for him because I do not want him to wean. So if he wants to nurse, he gets to nurse. I truly do not believe it is a bad thing for my son to snuggle with me and nurse even if it is just because he is thirsty, stressed, lonely, or even just bored. There is nothing wrong with bonding time, and keeping my milk production flowing!

Ok back to my awesome point. So I was talking to the LC and she couldn’t quite place me. She asked if I had been there before and I explained I had and when and how long it has been. Before I left we were chatting briefly again and she said “You look SO great. I mean really fit. I think that is why I didn’t recognize you at first! You really look great!” What a compliment! It felt nice to have someone say something about how different I look already.

Jason asked me, “so was she saying you were a fatty the last time she saw you?” I said, “I don’t think so. I had just had a baby two months before that. I still had some of the mushy baby weight on me. It is a GOOD thing that someone whom I have not seen in some time notices the difference in me. If she didn’t, then it would mean all of my hard work was for nothing.” He then agreed that my analysis was true. As a note, Jason never ever once said I looked fat or big or unattractive while pregnant or after! Quite the opposite actually. He always has been unable to keep his mitts to himself when it comes to me. You have to understand his sense of humor, which is dry and sarcastic, and sometimes gets him into trouble. So when he made that comment to me, I knew that he wasn’t saying he ever thought that. He was just being funny. So don’t worry, he doesn’t and hasn’t thought I was “a fatty” because I grew and birthed him his son! I wouldn’t be married to a man who treated me that way.

It just felt nice to hear someone that I do not know say that about me. She had no reason to say this to me. She didn’t know that I work out regularly. She didn’t know that my passion is fitness. She just thought I looked that way.

 

Before we get to the heavy stuff, let’s just have a nice little update!

Jackson is an outdoorsman. He loves being outside. Since we have been home we have gone on a run around the lake, to the park to play on the swings, and to the spray park (where he lasted for an hour, happily!)

Before our brisk run around the lake Wednesday morning!

I am very happy about this. Jason and I both enjoy outdoor activities. I guess it is no surprise that the little man we created also enjoys outdoor activities. But you know, sometimes kids like to do the complete opposite of what their parents like to do.

I am so happy I took him to play on the swings the other day. We took him on July 3rd and he did not cry but he didn’t seem to enjoy it. So I gave it a rest, I don’t want to force things. I was super bored the other day, even after going to Gymboree, so we left and went to the park down the street. The photos do not do his happiness justice.  You would have to see the videos, but you do get the idea. He was experiencing pure joy. There was laughter and squealing. It was simply precious.

On another more serious note, I am afraid he is beginning to self-wean. I have been incredibly emotional about this lately. I am not ready to stop breastfeeding. However, he is way more interested in solids lately. (Although he did wake up at 2:30am, which he hasn’t done in a while, and I happily nursed him  back to sleep! I rubbed his face the entire time too. I enjoyed it) While we were in Lake Geneva we had an incident. He wouldn’t nurse from me! And he wasn’t happy either. He was hysterical actually. If you know Jackson, you know moments like that are few and far between. If he is unhappy or frustrated he tends to whine, not scream. If he is screaming, something is seriously wrong.

I had one last pumped bottle in the fridge. Jason fed it to him and he gobbled it up and was happy as a clam. I was absolutely devastated. I even had a meltdown in the restaurant we went to after this incident because they put mayo on my Reuben Sandwich (really, MAYO!?!?! Who has even heard of putting that disgusting stuff on a Reuben sandwich. I could have looked past the terrible corned beef and how thin of a sandwich it was, but I saw the mayo and it just really upset me. Clearly I was displacing my sensitivities. sigh…) Monday I am attending this ice cream social to celebrate World Breastfeeding Month at my hospital. I am going to speak with a Lactation Consultant about this and go from there. Jackson’s doctor did say that he would become more interested in solids and less interested in nursing. But like I said, I am not ready! I want to nurse him until he is a year. I love our time together.

I remember early on feeling like I just wanted a break from it. I was so tired and he was eating every hour but would eat for 20-30 minutes at a time! I wish I could go back and take those feelings of wanting some freedom back. I really do. I think it was adjusting to motherhood, healing from delivery, exhaustion, and learning how to nurse all rolled into one big ball that made me feel like I just wanted to be able to run to the store alone for 20 minutes. Now, I hate going anywhere without him. I can nurse him without any effort really. I just love everything about being a mom. I have 100% adjusted (ok, that is for now, I am sure as he enters a new stage I will stumble around again for a bit…for the rest of his life most likely!) But as of this morning I wouldn’t change a thing, except the fact that he may be ready to wean or my milk may be drying up. Either is awful in my book and I am not ready, not ready at all! I hope the LC has some good advice for me on Monday. I know I could call but I prefer to speak in person about this. I am not sure why, but I just do. Maybe it is the person to person contact and support that comes from being in person. It feels a bit more reassuring to me.

I am not going to give up on this without a fight. I will go down swinging. I am not going to just say, “ok, so he won’t nurse anymore. oh well!” and move on. No way, I will try every trick in the book, visit the LC a hundred times, and I will make phone calls if I have to. My goal was to make it to 6 months. Around month 4 or 5 I decided to go to a year. I have even considered going longer than a year, something my hubby does not support me on. He has been my biggest supporter of breastfeeding, I have mentioned that before. But he just doesn’t support it over a year. He thinks if Jackson can ask for milk from me, he is too old to be attached to my boob. No rude comments please, those are my husband’s feelings and he is entitled to them. I respect his opinion and he is allowed to feel how he does about OUR child. We have not even gotten into a nasty argument about it, so there is no need for anyone else to get upset about it. We will deal with those decisions when it is time to face them. The big issue now is that we may not even make it to a year! It looks like Jackson may end this first parenting disagreement for the two of us though.

I have been noticing that he will nurse for 5-6 minutes and then want to eat his solids. He will pull off and smile. But if I don’t get his solids going quick enough he will get whiny. Then he will gobble up his solids. The other day this week he nursed like I said above. Then had a melt down in the highchair because I didn’t feed him spoonfuls quick enough. Once he was done eating he was giggly and happy Jackson. So I know deep in my heart he is loving the solids and is just using milk a little now. I am trying to take solace in the fact that I also make his babyfood. There have been times I have spent over an hour preparing his food for freezing. I am still creating his nourishment from scratch, just in a different way. I think that this nursing issue may throw me even more into preparing every meal for him. I don’t think I will even buy those puffs that a lot of babies and toddlers eat. I will likely make all of his finger foods.

Last night I had a dream or nightmare I guess that I was searching for ripe plums for him. There were no ripe plums and barely any plums at all. I needed plums to make for him. He was out of them and he needed more. I was devastated to discover the store had barely any and the ones they had I couldn’t use because they were too sour. HA! These are the things that weigh on a mom’s heart.

So that is the battle I am facing right now. I will continue to blog about my journey here and there. When I am ready to come to terms with each event that occurs. This all started about a week ago and it has taken me some time to gather my thoughts on it. I do know I am not ready and I will not just give up. I am a stubborn person and when I do set my mind to something I will succeed. I have been trying to drink more water, which I normally drink a lot anyway. I have been trying to pump if I have the time. I am not normally a big pumper. It is a rare occasion for me to pump, but I have been trying to. I nurse him as soon as I see hunger cues. We will see what else I can do…Until next time…

We have moved from avocados to pears. Jackson loves pears like he loves avocados.

pears!

He is doing SO well with eating big boy food. He opens his mouth when he sees the spoon, he is smiling, gobbling it up, and he is really neat lately.

mmmm

Barely any mess from the food. It is hard to tell who is having more fun, him or me!

I am starting to think about introducing some spices soon. I am serious about making sure he has an easier adjustment to meals I cook for our family.

These are GREAT momma, thanks for making them!

I also think he needs a bigger serving than I am giving him. The past two days he has gotten 1 1/2 tablespoons, but he still seems hungry. I also may add an additional meal to the mix. We will see how he does after a little larger of a serving. I find myself getting lost in reading information about all of this. I have a couple cookbooks which I always refer to as well as all the sources online. I do fret a bit over making sure I am doing this all correctly. But I think he is happy and enjoying our food time.

Doesn't want to miss a bite!

I have introduced 3 fruits, I think the next food may be a full blown veggie. We will see how well he does when we do that. Both Jason and myself are big fruit eaters and in all honesty we probably do not eat as much veggies as we should. I am better about it than Jason is, but I HAVE to start incorporating more veggies into our dinners. We really prefer to cut up some melon and have that as a side with our chicken and rice. Thinking about that meal makes me hungry mmmm!

The pears were so easy to make. I pealed them and cut them up, obviously not including the seeds or core! I steamed them. I have a nice steamer which I received as a wedding gift. I love it. I seriously think that everyone should invest in a steaming pot. It is the best way to cook veggies, and now fruits. I then used some of the water from the pot below to add to the pears. Since nutrients fell into that water.

I cannot get over how simple this all has been. I don’t find it to be work or hard at all. I have so much fun. I love cooking though. I suppose if you hate cooking in general you may not enjoy this process. But I love it just as much as I love nursing him. I have decided I am nursing him for the entire first year of his life. At least as of today.

all done momma!

I found this article fun. I knew most of the points already because I have been reading about this since before he was born, but it is a quick and easy read. Baby Food Revolution. I have referred to this site, Wholesome Homemade Baby Food many many many  times already. I can usually find the answer to any question I have. They have many recipes and tips. I love how they break down food categories into age stages. It is my go-to site when I have a quick question.

If I have not emphasized this enough, I am having a blast. And it is so easy. A smooth transition into my daily schedule. I know that grabbing a jar of food seems so easy, but I suggest just trying to make a batch of baby food before you try the jarred stuff. If you don’t want to do the storing process right away, try making banana puree or avocado puree. Just try it out, see what you think. If it isn’t for you then move on. However, you may be surprised and fall in love with the whole fun and healthy process.